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McCaber · 10-15-2009, 10:22 AM

The night was crisp and clear. Everyone went home to their beds a little happier; after all, had they not just shown themselves that a werewolf was no match for the native sons and daughters of Innsmouth?

A Little Green crawled back to her squalid flat. Tonight, just once, she felt that same sort of feeling, the good strong combat rush that carried her through the War. At least, until the mustard gas ended her part there pretty conclusively. Since then, she's been drifting back and forth across the coast waiting for something to happen. Innsmouth just sort of pulled her in a couple months back. She just belonged here.

Such were her thoughts when she fell asleep. Fitful dreams plagued her slumber, though. Greenie went back to that night when they broke into her trenches. That night too ran with blood. It was fast bayonet work, and not a little fearsome. She was just about to place the killing blow when a knock at her door forced her awake.

An ancient revolver appeared in her hand. "I can hear and smell you just fine. You should leave now."

"Leave? But we haven't even begun?" a growling voice replied. "See, now you killed our brother. So this is personal. Sorry."

Two shots quickly rang out. The second being began to laugh. "What did you think that would accomplish? You didn't even use silver!"

They closed in on the cot, and it was all over but the screaming.

The Dead:
McCaber, town drunk and general layabout [mod]
Saucepan Man, disturbed and disturbing artist [werewolf]
A Little Green, blind ex-soldier [ordinary villager]

The Living:
Inziladun, fisherman
Pitchwife, heretical organist
Loslote, humble seamstress
Hakon, Innsmouth denizen
wilwa, Innsmouth denizen
Nogrod, student of alternate cosmologies
Roa, Innsmouth physician (with everything that entails)
Craydon1, penniless drifter
Nienna, "innocent" child and meteorologist
Nerwen, last scion of a decadent dynasty
Legate, displaced scholar of the Pnakotic Shards
Morsul, quiet librarian
Kitanna, Innsmouth denizen
Lairen Shadow, Innsmouth denizen
Brinn, Innsmouth denizen

DAY 2. YOU MAY BEGIN POSTING.

10-15-2009, 10:22 AM	#128
McCaber Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Nov 2007 Location: Skyrim, again. Posts: 820	The night was crisp and clear. Everyone went home to their beds a little happier; after all, had they not just shown themselves that a werewolf was no match for the native sons and daughters of Innsmouth? A Little Green crawled back to her squalid flat. Tonight, just once, she felt that same sort of feeling, the good strong combat rush that carried her through the War. At least, until the mustard gas ended her part there pretty conclusively. Since then, she's been drifting back and forth across the coast waiting for something to happen. Innsmouth just sort of pulled her in a couple months back. She just belonged here. Such were her thoughts when she fell asleep. Fitful dreams plagued her slumber, though. Greenie went back to that night when they broke into her trenches. That night too ran with blood. It was fast bayonet work, and not a little fearsome. She was just about to place the killing blow when a knock at her door forced her awake. An ancient revolver appeared in her hand. "I can hear and smell you just fine. You should leave now." "Leave? But we haven't even begun?" a growling voice replied. "See, now you killed our brother. So this is personal. Sorry." Two shots quickly rang out. The second being began to laugh. "What did you think that would accomplish? You didn't even use silver!" They closed in on the cot, and it was all over but the screaming. The Dead: McCaber, town drunk and general layabout [mod] Saucepan Man, disturbed and disturbing artist [werewolf] A Little Green, blind ex-soldier [ordinary villager] The Living: Inziladun, fisherman Pitchwife, heretical organist Loslote, humble seamstress Hakon, Innsmouth denizen wilwa, Innsmouth denizen Nogrod, student of alternate cosmologies Roa, Innsmouth physician (with everything that entails) Craydon1, penniless drifter Nienna, "innocent" child and meteorologist Nerwen, last scion of a decadent dynasty Legate, displaced scholar of the Pnakotic Shards Morsul, quiet librarian Kitanna, Innsmouth denizen Lairen Shadow, Innsmouth denizen Brinn, Innsmouth denizen DAY 2. YOU MAY BEGIN POSTING. __________________ Werewolves vs. Fishmen. The battle of the century. Last edited by McCaber; 10-15-2009 at 04:34 PM.